A little sweeter, a little more salty,
No, I'd prefer it when it's spicy.
A little longer, a little shorter,
No, I'd prefer to walk it.
A little clearer, a bit cheaper,
No, I prefer the mountains to the sea.
A little lighter, slightly darker,
No, I prefer people who dare to believe.
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He asked me nonstop,
Which is the right path to take,
Living and hesitating,
And that you may understand me well.
A little more cool, a little boring,
I like being alone but I also like the crowd.
A bit longer, a little less time,
I like them to let me do that and not get drunk.
A little happier, a little sadder,
I like love stories that make me whine.
A little closer, a little further,
I like it when they think of me even if we don't see each other.
(Chorus) ×2
A little further right, a little more left,
I'd rather not rely on anyone.
More money for you, a little less for them,
And then when do they give me some?
(Chorus) ×3